During the day, the occupiers drove through the city streets. At night, people opened their windows and sang. First, one voice would be heard, then others would join in, and you would realize that you were not alone, even though you didn't know these people.
The blackouts not only made neighbors meet each other but also brought them together. People whose worlds had never crossed before started visiting each other. An art historian and a shoe seller came together after the blackouts in Kharkiv.
What can a hotel or restaurant staff do when a soldier in a dirty uniform walks in? This is a story about how ordinary waitresses restored the military's faith that they would always have his back even in the rear.